joanne lehrer (withoutaname) wrote in musingslogs, @ 2011-01-01 23:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | freddy krueger, johan liebert |
Who: Charlie and Annie
What: A dream encounter
Where: Dreamland
When: Before Christmas some time.
Warnings: Charlie's a creeper. Annie's an evil child.
Charlie hadn’t forgotten his threats, and he fully intended on taking the mutilation and torture he inflicted as Night Terror to the next level - but he wasn’t some mindless killing machine. No, there were too many of those in the world, who butchered and slaughtered messily until they were got and locked up in a nice little cell. He wasn’t crazy; in fact, he was very much sane, and that set him apart. A human being who recognized that what they did was horribly wrong and inhumane yet did it anyway, for the sheer pleasure of it... now that was terrifying. Nothing could make him stop because he didn’t give a damn about guilt or mercy. With Christmas coming up and all the little kiddies growing excited at the arrival of Santa Claus, well, he got an idea. Wouldn’t it be terrible for a couple terrible murders to pop up right around Christmastime?
So he waited and he planned, continuing to stalk his victims as he narrowed the list down while making sure that the number of children who awoke terrified and bleeding in the morning steadily increased. Let the masks have a hint of a warning that he was leading up to his grand finale.
Tonight had been a good night so far, and he’d just left the nightmare of a little girl whose blond hair was now nearly entirely coppery red due to the number of cuts he’d sliced open on her scalp. Moving between dreams was like going from one room to another for him, although the ‘doors’ were metaphorical and really just a suitable way to describe what the dreamscape looked like to him. He felt this new dream shift to allow him in before settling into what it had been before, recognizing his power and allowing him easy access. From here it would be easy to manipulate it into a nightmare of his choosing, and as the dreamer’s fear grew so would his power.
But first, Charlie took a look around. It was always good to get an idea of what - and who - he had to work with.